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Chapter 9
“I present to you your new pet,” announced Angela as she untied the cape and slid it off of Alaine’s shoulders. Angela had draped the cape over her new girl at the airport so that she would not be seen naked by other motorists on the way home and to protect her from the evening chill. Now they were home and it was time to display the girl.
The entire family was there as was their other pet, Kim. It was Kim who spoke first.
“Leprechaun!!! Oh my gosh, it’s so good to see you! I have been so worried about you. Oooops!” She glanced around the room, blushing at her outburst. Then she looked at John. “Master, may I have permission to speak?”
John laughed and nodded. “Yes, little one, you may speak. I was hoping you would like our surprise. You may stand up and hug your new sister too if you would like.”
“Thank you, Master,” she replied. She quickly arose from where she was kneeling at John’s feet and crossed the room to Alaine, wrapping her arms around her and hugging her. Naked breasts squashed together and naked bellies touched. Kim had to do all of the hugging since Alaine’s wrists were bound behind her, but she did not mind. Her good friend was here.
“I’m so happy to see you too,” said Alaine with a smile. She leaned forward and kissed Kim on the lips, which was a new thing for them. They had always been great friends before but never intimate with each other. But a year of slavery affected people and the kiss quickly turned passionate. Kim was breathless at the end of the long steamy kiss but quickly found her voice again.
“Thank you for buying her, Mistress,” said Kim. “Isn’t she beautiful?”
“Yes she is, pet,” replied Angela. “You are both beautiful.”
“They sure are, Mom,” agreed Jenna who had been sitting and admiring the two naked lovelies pressing together.
“They’re both hot!” piped in Jack.
It was Alaine’s turn to blush. She was naked in front of three strangers, all of whom owned her now. John was seated on the couch but she could tell that he was fit. He was a very handsome man of about forty. Jenna, the daughter, was seated beside him on the couch. She looked to be about seventeen or eighteen and was beautiful. She looked too young and innocent to be a mistress though. Alaine wondered what it would be like to be owned by someone so young. Jack, the son, was seated by himself in a chair and was maybe fifteen or sixteen. He too was handsome and very well muscled; probably a high school football player.
“You can play with the girls in a little bit,” said Angela. “Right now, I want Kim to bathe Alaine. She’s had a long trip.” That was true. But Angela also wanted to give the two girls a chance to be alone and catch up with one another.
“Thank you, Mistress,” both slaves said in unison as Kim led her new slave sister from the room. Angela plopped down in an empty chair to spend a little time with her family.
“Thank you for buying her, Mom,” said Jenna. “She’s just gorgeous.”
“Yeah, thanks Mom,” chimed in Jack. “She’ll be lots of fun.”
“That seems like quite a successful shopping trip,” smiled John. “And it seems like you had some interesting experiences while you were there. What’s with this newfound submissive side of you, though?”
“John!!” gasped Angela. “The children are here!!!”
“Oh, we already know,” said Jack.
“Yes, we were watching you being sold the other night,” added Jenna. “You were simply beautiful. I’m glad we were the ones who ended up buying you.”
Angela blushed. She knew that John was watching her through the online connection but she never would have expected him to invite their children to watch also. This was so embarrassing.
“Well, that was all staged,” said Angela. “And you shouldn’t have been watching.”
“It might have been staged,” said Jack as he grinned, “but we have a deed now that says we bought you.”
“And why shouldn’t we watch?” added Jenna. “We’re old enough to watch auctions now.”
Angela’s blush deepened. They had a deed? What did that mean? What kind of game was Cedric playing now?
“The kids are right,” said John. “So tell us how it felt to be on the other side. We’ve never tried it.”
Angela groaned. She was losing control of this conversation and she knew she would keep getting pressured.
“It was different,” she replied, trying to answer with as little information as possible.
“Tell us more,” urged John.
“It was just different,” repeated Angela, hoping the questioning would die off.
“How so?” asked John. “Were you aroused by it?”
“Of course she was, Dad,” interjected Jenna. “Don’t you remember how her sex was glistening that night? Even her thighs were shiny.”
“Oh god,” Angela muttered. It was not going to die off. “Yes, it was arousing. But it was different from owning someone. It was more scary and yet tingly at the same time.”
“Well, you kids can have the girls tonight,” announced John as he stood up from the couch. “I’m going to get to know this little slavegirl.” He reached out and offered his hand to Angela. Angela stood up, thankful to be away from the children but suspicious of what her husband had in mind.
“Awwww,” complained Jack. “I was hoping to be able to explore this newest slave.”
“Yeah,” pouted Jenna. “Me too.”
“One of you may have her tomorrow night,” replied John. Angela gasped. “She’s mine tonight, though.” The kids accepted that arrangement but Angela did not. She would wait until later when they were alone, however, to voice her objection. Right now, though, she just needed to be fucked.
He let her shower and freshen up from her trip. Then he surprised her by locking her in thumb cuffs with her hands behind her back. He laid her on the bed and ran his fingers over her recently denuded sex. “I like the new look.”
“Thanks,” she replied. “But I don’t think it’s for me.”
“So tell me about your little adventure,” he said as he slid his cock into Angela. “I want to know all the details.”
She started at the beginning, telling him about the assortment of slaves that were being offered and how they were available for inspection. She told him about the auction itself and how she had met some other nice buyers. Then she told him about her first meeting with Cedric and how he had made her fuck him in payment for the answers to her questions. All the while, John pumped in and out of her, feeling her sex clamping down on him.
“Is it true what they say about black men?” he asked.
“Oooooo yes, it’s true!” she giggled.
“That will make me feel inadequate.”
She grinned and lifted her head, kissing him. “You are far from inadequate. You are perfect.”
He almost climaxed as she told him about her time at the spa. He imagined his beautiful wife being prepared to be sold as pretty slavegirls pampered her. He would have loved to watch them shave her and then oil her. That’s when he almost erupted. He would have to concentrate to be able to last to the end of her tale.
“What did you think about being sold?” he asked her as she recounted the events of that evening.
“It was the most terrifying moment of my life,” she replied.
“Tell me what you were thinking. You looked beautiful and you looked very aroused. I loved the way they pinkened your nips and pussy.”
“I’m not sure. I was in shock, I think. I remember feeling afraid. I remember feeling humiliated. Adrenalin was rushing through me. I remember feeling aroused but not understanding why.”
“How do you feel about it now?” he asked as he plunged particularly deep. She gasped at the thrust.
“I think I’ve blocked out the bad memories,” she said. “I mostly remember it as a big erotic blur.”
Then she went on to describe how Cedric had used her after the auction. And she described her session with Ricardo earlier in the day. He finally did erupt inside of her as she described all of the orgasms she had as the Latin master fucked her.
Chapter 10
“Are you sure it’s a good idea?” John asked. They were both sitting in robes at the kitchen table, eating their breakfast. Kim was on her knees with her face buried between Angela’s thighs. Alaine was also on her knees with her head bobbing up and down on John’s cock.
“Cuchilla is a pretty brutal place,” he continued. “I’m not sure that it’s safe.”
“Ricardo said that things have calmed down now. There was a lot of bloodshed during the uprising but that’s all behind them now.” She reached down and stroked Kim’s hair, enjoying the feel of the talented tongue on her pussy.
“It still has to be pretty lawless,” he said.
“He said it’s as safe as any place in South America,” she went on. “And I know that Brazil and Argentina are supposed to be pretty safe. I think you just like to worry.”
John tensed and closed his eyes. The new girl had a very talented mouth. He was very close to release. Angela smiled as she saw her husband trying to delay the orgasm. Kim was very good too. She was almost there. Finally, John climaxed and let out a groan. Alaine kept bobbing her head but more slowly, using her tongue to bathe the slick pole and tease the sensitive head. She had to swallow three times to get it all down because of the copious amount of sperm that had been deposited. Thirty seconds later, Angela was groaning.
“Give me a kiss, girls,” said Angela after she had recovered from the orgasm. “Then go find the kids and play with them.”
“Yes, Mistress,” they sang out together. They each bent over to kiss Angela. She gave them kisses and squeezed their breasts before sending them on their way, enjoying the sway of their shapely, naked bottoms.
“So tell me how this is supposed to work,” said John. “You show up in Cuchilla. Then what?”
“Then I go to the ranch,” replied Angela. “The hunt will be the next day. If Ricardo shoots me before six o’clock, I belong to him until Saturday. He will only be using paintballs so don’t worry. If he doesn’t bag me, then I get to join the hunt for the rest of the week and I get to keep whatever I shoot.”
“You really are serious about exploring this submissive side, aren’t you?”
“Yes,” she said softly. “It’s a part of me that I never knew about and don’t yet understand. I want to learn more.”
“Then you shall,” he said. “I think that you think I was kidding last night about being sub here. But I wasn’t. For the rest of the week, until you leave for Cuchilla, you will become another one of the Dawson slavegirls and you will serve all of the Dawsons.”
Angela gasped. “John! You can’t be serious! I can’t do that! That would be incest!”
“You are assuming that Jack and Jenna will want to have sex with you. I’m not so sure about that. But if that’s what they choose to do with their newest slave, that’s up to them. And you don’t have to worry about breaking any moral codes. You will simply be a slavegirl doing what she is told. No decisions. No worries. No guilt.”
He stood up and moved behind her chair. Her robe was still open and she tried to close it. He moved too swiftly for her, though. He caught the lapels of the robe and pulled the garment off her shoulders, trapping her arms in the sleeves of the robe.
“John! Stop this right now! It’s not funny!”
“It isn’t meant to be funny,” he replied. “You may be a mistress again when you return from Cuchilla or when you cancel the trip. Otherwise, you are a Dawson slave.”
“It’s not fair,” she groaned. “It’s not fair to me. It’s not fair to the children. They will be put in an awkward position. And it’s not fair to the girls. They will be confused.”
He leaned down and kissed the top of her head as he reached around her, lifting a heavy breast in his hand. Truth be told, while he was trying to dissuade her from her trip, he was also looking forward to this week in an odd sort of way. He had always fantasized about her being his slave. But she had always been so headstrong and dominant that it was never a possibility before. This would give him a chance to explore his fantasy as she explored hers.
“It will not be an awkward position for Jack and Jenna,” he replied. “They have been around slaves for a year now. They know that there are many uses for slaves, only one of which is sex. If they choose to use you sexually, then that’s something that they choose to do. It will not be because they think they have to.”
“And the girls will not be confused. They will answer to whoever they are told to answer to. Right now, they will answer to Jenna, Jack and me. When you become a mistress again, they will answer to you.
Despite looking forward to treating his wife as a slave, John was upset and he was afraid that it would come to this. He was angry with his wife’s decision to go to Cuchilla to act out submissive fantasies. He did not mind the fantasies or even acting them out. But Cuchilla was not a safe place despite what she had said to try to reassure him. So he would act out his fantasies of enslaving her in hopes that it would humiliate her into canceling her trip. He pulled the cuffs out of the pocket of his robe and grasped her wrists, pulling them behind her and locking them together.
“Stand up, dear,” he said. “Or should I say stand up girl?”
“John, don’t,” she pleaded.
He grabbed her long auburn hair and pulled upward, forcing her to stand with the robe falling down her arms to her cuffs, leaving her naked.
“Ouch! You’re hurting me, John!”
“Then perhaps you’ll obey more quickly next time.”
“John, I won’t let you do this! Let me go!”
He was angry but he was not going to rage. He had told himself to contain his anger and to act coolly and calmly. His next act was to pick up a knife and slice the robe off of her arms, leaving her completely naked now.
“New slaves are always so difficult. I am going to do this, girl. The only question you need to answer for yourself is how much pain you want inflicted upon you. You can be a good girl like Kim and Alaine or you can be whipped and paddled.”
Angela shuddered. She remembered how John had paddled Kim early on when she had been recalcitrant and rebellious. He was brutal with the weapon. She could not allow herself to be beaten like that.
“I will be a good girl,” she sighed in resignation. “But it’s still not fair.”
“That’s I will be a good girl, Master,” he corrected her.
“I will be a good girl, Master,” she said with a sarcastic tone in her voice.
“Good,” he smiled, ignoring her tone of voice. He reached out and gave her right nipple a playful tweak. Then he produced two more items. The first one was a hobble. He locked the two cuffs around her ankles. They were connected by a one foot chain that would limit her steps to little mincing ones. The second was a collar. It not ornate like the one they bought for Kim. It was just a black leather dog collar with a plain dog leash attached. He circled her neck with the leather and buckled it. Then he picked up the end of the leash and tugged.
“Come girl.” Angela groaned but reluctantly followed him.
“Oh wow, Dad!” exclaimed Jack as John led his wife into the den where the two children and two slaves were. “You weren’t kidding last night!”
“No, son, I wasn’t kidding. Your mother will be our slave for the next week. Now there is a slave for each of us.”
Angela stood there, blushing. She had never been naked in front of either of her kids before. Now, they both saw her that way. She saw their eyes hungrily roaming over her nudity. She cast her eyes down. She did not mean it as an act of submission. She just couldn’t look them in the eyes. But they saw it as a beautiful symbol of her newfound submissiveness.
“Pick your slave for the day,” instructed John. “You can have her until tomorrow morning. You first, Jenna.”
“I want Kimmie,” said Jenna. She was very attached to Kim and John was not surprised at her selection.
“Jack, how about you?”
“I want the new slave.”
“Which new slave?” asked John, not sure if he meant Alaine or Angela.
“The newest slave,” replied Jack.
This did surprise John. He had expected his son to pick Alaine which would leave Angela to his instruction and tutelage. But the son clearly wanted the mother. John held out his hand, offering the leash to Jack. “Here you go. She’s a bit rebellious so be prepared to use whatever discipline you think is needed.”
Jack grinned. “What limits does she have?”
“The same limits as Kim,” John replied. Angela gasped.
Jack blinked. “No limits?”
“No permanent marks,” corrected John. “Other than that, no limits.”
Jack could not believe his ears. He thought his mom was beautiful. All of his friends did too. On nights that he didn’t have Kim to fuck, he would masturbate to mental images of his mother in various lewd and pornographic acts. Now he would not have to imagine things. She would be his sex toy.
“Gee, thanks Dad.” Jack was still grinning. “Come along, girl.” Jack tugged on the leash and Angela followed with small, mincing steps.
“You might have to gag her if she complains,” John called out. “And you know where the paddles are.”
“She won’t give me any troubles, Dad.” He stopped and pulled Angela close, reaching up to stroke one of her breasts. Angela stiffened at the unwelcome touches from her son. “Will you, girl?”
Angela remained silent as she watched the fingers dancing over her naked flesh. He finally dropped his hand and tugged on her leash, leading her to his bedroom. Angela gulped as she was pulled into the room.
Chapter 11
“Jack, this isn’t right,” she started. “You have to let me go. It’s just not right.”
“Should I go get one of the paddles?”
Angela shook her head in disbelief at what was happening to her. Finally, she turned to her son and hung her head, defeated. “No. You won’t need a paddle. I’ll cooperate.”
“Good girl,” he smiled. She looked beautiful to him, especially the way she was blushing and looking so submissive at the moment. He tucked a finger under her chin and tilted her head up so she was looking at him. Then he gathered her breasts in his hands and held them. “You have no idea how long I’ve wanted this moment to come. You are my favorite beat off fantasy-girl. All of my friends think you are the hottest woman alive. They’ll die when they hear that I have actually fucked you.”
“Jack, it’s wrong. You mustn’t do that. And you must never tell them that you even saw me naked.”
He was palpating her breasts now, enjoying the warm, soft pillows of flesh that weighed heavily in his hands. He knew that his mother had big breasts but he didn’t know quite how big and he didn’t know whether or not they sagged. Now he knew. They were very large. And there was hardly any drop in them at all. They were as large and firm as any of the models in the men’s magazines that he and his friends looked at. She could be a model as far as he was concerned.
She looked into his eyes but his gaze was on her chest. She saw him eying her breasts closely as if memorizing every inch of them. This was so humiliating and she wondered how their relationship could ever return to normal. She sucked in her breath as he lowered his head and she turned her gaze downward. She watched with horror as he extended his tongue and slowly circled each nipple, wetting them.
“I used to feed here, didn’t I?” he asked.
“Yes,” she replied in a whisper.
“Yes, Master,” he corrected her.
“Yes, Master,” she whispered. She saw him part his lips and suck one nipple into his mouth. He pulsed it a few times and then sucked as much breast meat as he could into his mouth. This was just awful!
There was a knock at the door and John poked his head in. “I’m glad to see you are enjoying our new toy, Jack.”
“Oh, I am, Dad,” he responded after he released the breast. “And I definitely will. She’s my dream girl.”
That was news to John. He knew he had a gorgeous wife and that most men lusted after her. But he had no idea that his own son also lusted after his mother. He had no doubt now that Angela would be well fucked by her son.
“That’s good to hear,” said John. “One thing I forgot to tell you is that she is to be freed if she agrees to cancel her trip.”
Angela started fuming at that comment. She could not believe that he could be so cruel. What was wrong with her taking some time for herself? They both had extramarital relationships. Why was he being so stubborn about this one? Well, she could be just as stubborn, even if it might result in having sex with her son.
“Will do, Dad,” nodded Jack. “Oh, Dad, these are amazing!” He held Angela’s breasts a little higher.
“Come feel them,” he continued. “They’re perfect.”
John laughed. “I’ve felt them before a few times. And yes, they are perfect. Enjoy your new girl.” Then he stepped out of the room and closed the door behind him.
“Oh yeah,” muttered Jack. “I guess he has felt them a few times.”
“Yes, he has,” confirmed Angela. “He’s supposed to. You’re not.”
“Well, guys other than Dad get to enjoy them. He told me that black guy who sold you last week was going to fuck you. I’ll bet he felt these when he fucked you.” He squeezed the breasts again to illustrate what he meant by these. “Did he?”
“Did he what? Fuck me or touch my breasts?”
“Well, I already know he was going to fuck you. Did he touch your breasts?”
“Yes,” she sighed. “He touched them.”
“So just think of me as one more man who has touched your breasts.” Jack squeezed them a little harder this time, causing Angela to wince. “But enough chit chat. It’s time to get down to business.”
Jack peeled out of his clothing quickly. Angela had seen him naked several times over the past year as he was using Kim. But she was always surprised each time. He had a cock that was substantially larger than normal and almost rivaled Cedric’s. Not only was it large, but it was perfectly straight.
“Let’s get you all settled,” he said, pushing down on her shoulders. Reluctantly, she knelt on the carpet. He moved a little closer and positioned his cock, which was fully erect, at her lips. “You know what to do. Or should I go get the paddle?”
Angela sighed. She parted her lips and extended her tongue, rubbing it around the thick knob at the end of the cock. Then she opened her mouth wider and moved her head forward, feeling the thick shaft slice into her mouth.
“Look up at me,” he instructed. Again, she was reluctant but again she obeyed. It was so humiliating to know that Jack was watching her suck his cock. It was so obscene. “Or you could cancel your trip and we can end all of this.”
Angela fumed again. She was not about to cave to that kind of pressure. She started bobbing her head up and down on the huge cock, determined that she would not be cowed.
“Oooooo, you are so beautiful with your lips stretched around me like that,” he said. “And you feel great.”
Angela’s face turned crimson as she heard her son talk about her that way. She was glad that he found her pretty but it was pretty disturbing to learn that he fantasized about her. It was even more disturbing that he was acting on his fantasies by having her blow him.
At one point, he placed his hands on the sides of her head and held her still. Then, he slowly moved his hips, gliding his cock in and out. He was fucking her face!
He kept this up for several minutes before he pulled her face toward his crotch. The long spear kept moving deeper into her mouth until it banged against the back of her throat. Still he kept pulling her closer. “Ohmigod!” she thought. “He wants me to deep throat him!”
She had done that with others but she had always controlled the entry. He was moving at a much faster pace than she was used to. She closed her eyes and focused on relaxing her throat muscles. She choked back a gag as it kept pressing harder against her throat. And then suddenly it slipped through. She felt it still moving across her lips and knew it was still going deeper into her. Her breathing was cut off and still it plunged deeper. This was the largest cock she had ever taken that way.
“Oh, you’re great,” Jack complimented her. “It took Kim lots of practice to be able to do that.”
Finally, the cock’s descent ended. He kept it lodged in her throat and she started worrying about suffocating.
“Ooooo, I can feel your muscles squeezing around my cock. I’m going to lose it soon!”
He pulled out of her throat in time to erupt. She took a deep breath of air into her lungs right before he climaxed and then she felt his seed spewing out of his cock and filling her mouth. He kept his cock in her mouth long after the orgasm as his cock softened. She had no choice but to swallow it all.
“May I be released now?” asked Angela, finally. She was still kneeling and still had her wrists bound behind her. Jack was resting by leaning against the bed and was still enjoying the aftermath of the wonderful blowjob he had just received.
“I have you until tomorrow,” he replied.
Angela sighed. She knew that John had said that but she was hoping that it had been forgotten. Or at least she hoped that Jack had discounted the comment. Could he possibly plan on keeping her that long? Could he possibly think that he could have sex with her again? Surely, he couldn’t.
“Could you at least remove my bindings?”
Jack pondered the question for a moment as he gazed down at the beautiful slavegirl kneeling in the center of the room. He still couldn’t believe his good luck. This was like his greatest fantasy in overdrive. If he had his way, he would never release his mother. She would be naked and captive and would belong to him forever.
“I don’t think so,” he replied. “There’s something about the way you look in those cuffs that’s amazing.”
“Look, Jack,” she started. He interrupted her by clearing his throat.
“Look what?”
Angela rolled her eyes. “Look, Master,” she continued. “What we just did was very wrong. Let’s not make things worse by repeating it.”
Jack sighed as he listened to his mother trying to lecture him. He had every intention of repeating it and doing even more. In fact, he planned to fuck her next. She had a body that simply could not be resisted. He would sink his shaft into her. But it was clear to him that he needed to demonstrate his authority of her. He would not tolerate a slavegirl lecturing. She would have to be punished.
He went to his closet and returned with a ping pong paddle. He could have gone downstairs to get one of the larger paddles. He remembered when his father had used those on Kim at the beginning of her slavery. They had been painful and had left Kim with a black and blue bottom several times. He did not think he would need to go that far to bring his mother in line. Angela gasped when she saw the paddle.
“Over here, Mom,” he said as he patted the edge of the bed.
Angela shook her head. There was no way that Jack was going to paddle her. “No way, buster.”
“You’re only making it hard on yourself,” he said. He tossed the paddle onto the bed and then approached his mother. Angela tried to scramble away but he caught her by the hair and held her in place.
“Ouch!” she cried. “You’re hurting me!”
“It’s your own fault,” he replied. She was still kneeling and he reached down, slipping a hand between her legs from behind. He lifted her and carried her to the bed, using her sex and hair as handles. He was surprised by how wet she was. Despite her protest, he realized that she was aroused by all of this treatment.
He unceremoniously dumped her face down onto the bed with her torso lying flat and her legs dangling off the side. He quickly jumped onto the bed and straddled her torso to pin her down. He had a wonderful view of her shapely bottom. He had that same view in his mind many times at night as he masturbated to mental images of his mother.
He grabbed the link between her wrists and tugged her hands to the small of her back. Then he picked up the paddle.
“Jack, don’t do this,” she warned. “You will regret it.”
“Girl,” he replied calmly. “I’m going to do this for your own good. And you have just earned ten more for not addressing me properly.”
“Jack, don’t you dare!”
“Twenty more,” he replied. Then he smacked the paddle down on her beautiful ass and started her punishment.
Angela howled at the first blow and continued howling as the paddle alternated from cheek to cheek. After fifteen blows, there was a knock on the door and John poked his head into the room again.
“Is everything okay?”
“Everything is not okay!” snapped Angela. “Get him off of me!”
“Everything’s good, Dad,” replied Jack. “She just needed a little coaching.”
John’s eyes opened wide at the sight that met his eyes. Angela’s legs were kicking and he could tell that her sex was brimming. She obviously did not mind the way she was being treated. Her protests must just be an act, he decided.
What really surprised him, though, was the sight of his son. It was the first time he had seen Jack naked in years. And the paddling of his mother had gotten him hard again. John saw the erect shaft and was amazed at how large his son was. His cock was like a weapon.
“Let me know if you need any help, son. And the big paddles are downstairs.”
“Thanks, Dad,” Jack said as he struck Angela’s ass again, eliciting another shriek. “I’m just giving her a taste right now. I’ll use the big ones if this doesn’t straighten her out. I’m just warming her up a bit.”
“Looks like she’s already overheated,” said John, stepping into the room. He moved to the bed and swiped a finger between Angela’s parted labia, holding it up to show his son the glistening digit.
“Yeah, I know,” said Jack. “It’s amazing. Maybe she was meant to be a slave.”
“Maybe,” agreed John as he moved back to the doorway. He glanced at his son’s huge cock again and shook his head at the size. “Be sure you don’t harm her with that thing.”
Jack misunderstood. He thought his father was referring to the paddle when John really was commenting on the bludgeon between his son’s legs. “I’m going light on her. Just a few more and I’ll be done.”
“Have fun with the girl,” said John as he closed the door behind him. Angela shook her head in frustration that John had not rescued her.
Jack continued to paddle his mother. He actually was not hitting her hard but she continued to howl and yelp and shriek. Her bottom had a nice rosy hue to it when he stopped. “That’s the thirty that you earned. Are you going to behave now or should I continue?”
Angela didn’t know how to respond. She definitely did not want the punishment to continue. At the same time, she couldn’t agree to behave. This was incest and she had to put a stop to it. Jack waited a moment for a reply and, when none came, he struck her again with the paddle.
“That just earned you ten more,” he informed her. “I expect my girls to respond when they are asked a question.”
Angela shrieked as the paddle landed on her already tenderized butt. She couldn’t believe that he was giving her more. And she didn’t think she could take much more.
“I’ll behave!” she shouted. “I’ll behave! Please stop!”
Jack set the paddle aside and ran his palms lightly over the pinkened flesh. It was very warm to the touch.
“Okay,” he said. “I’ll stop for now. But you still have nine coming to you. If you’re a good girl for me, we’ll forget about them. If you’re not, you’ll get the last nine with one of the big paddles.
Angela whimpered. She couldn’t believe this was happening to her. She had to stop this but she felt so powerless. “I’ll behave, Master,” she choked out as she sobbed. “I’ll be a good girl.”
“Much better,” said Jack. He got off of his mother and stood on the floor behind her. He grabbed her legs and easily flipped her over. Then he pushed her back a little on the bed so that her inflamed butt was perched on the edge. Angela yelped when her punished bottom scraped across the bedspread.
Jack unfastened the hobble and then spread her legs. He moved between her legs and then positioned the tip of his cock at her gaping sex.
Angela knew she should protest or resist. She should do something to stop this insanity. But the threat of the nine additional blows with a big paddle was enough to silence her.
“Lift your head,” instructed Jack. “I want you to see this.”
Reluctantly, Angela lifted her head. She watched in horror as the bulb of the huge cock disappeared into her body and then saw the long, thick shaft gliding into her sex. She groaned as she felt every inch of its travel.
Jack was not watching his cock impaling his mother. Instead, he was gazing at her face. He loved the way she was blushing. He could tell how humiliated she felt. It was wonderful to have such control over a beautiful woman. He started to dream about making his mother’s slavery permanent.
The shaft fully impaled the slavegirl and Jack saw her nipples stiffen even more. He could tell that she was getting more aroused by the treatment. It only reinforced his desire to own her.
He leaned down and kissed each of the stiff nipples and then suckled on them, alternating between breasts. When she started moaning, he started raking his teeth along the sensitive nubbins. This only intensified the sounds she was making.
He was ready to climax but he was going to wait until she achieved orgasm. He knew it must be close. He continued pumping in and out, occasionally taking a break from the delicious breasts to watch his thick cock sliding through her sex. It was shiny now from all of her lubrication and he loved the way she felt around it.
Angela’s breathing became more ragged and he knew she was approaching her climax. He started gnawing lightly on the nipples, rolling them back and forth between his teeth. She was groaning now and the orgasm struck her like a lightning bolt. Her body tensed as the waves of her climax rushed through her captive body. She was so humiliated at the way her body was responding but quickly her orgasm overwhelmed her. She was nothing more than a sex toy at the moment. He marveled at the beautiful creature impaled on his cock and emptied his seed into her.
Chapter 12
“Gary, come on over as soon as you can,” Jack said into the phone. “I’ve got something you have to see.” He paused. “Okay, I’ll see you in a few.”
“Jack, you can’t let him see me like this.” After the blow job and the wonderful fuck, Jack repositioned Angela. Now, she stood in the middle of the floor with her hands raised high above her head, attached to a rope that hung from a ring in the middle of the ceiling.
“Sure, I can,” he replied. “You’ve always told us to share our toys. Besides, he’s really got the hots for you. He’s the worst off of all of my friends.”
“This can’t be happening,” she groaned.
“Jack grinned. “Yeah, I know what you mean. It’s like a dream come true.”
A few minutes later, the doorbell rang and Jack left the room to answer it. He returned shortly with his friend.
“Holy shit!” exclaimed Gary. “What did you do, man?”
Jack grinned. “Meet my new girl. She’s all mine until tomorrow.”
“Holy shit!” Gary repeated, unable to come up with anything intelligent or coherent to say.
“You can touch her if you want,” offered Jack. Gary remained motionless as he gawked at the beautiful bound woman. It wasn’t as if he had never seen a naked woman before. He had seen and touched and even fucked Kim in the past when Jack had invited him to. So he knew his way around a female body.
But this was Mrs. Dawson!!! Beautiful, sexy, confident and seductive Mrs. Dawson. This was the woman he masturbated to. She was like the sex goddesses in his favorite magazines. No, she was even better than the goddesses. She was much more erotic and desirable. He stood, frozen in place.
Jack moved in front of his mother and lifted her right breast in his hand, stroking it with the fingers of the other hand. Angela looked on, shocked as her situation kept getting worse.
“Come on,” urged Jack. “You can do it. She won’t mind. Will you girl?”
Angela remained silent. She watched as Gary inched forward. And then the inevitable happened. The boy reached out and lifted her left breast and mimicked Jack’s stroking movements.
“Isn’t she soft?” asked Jack.
“Yeah,” Gary managed to say. But his mind still wasn’t working properly so he left it at that. He was still amazed that Mrs. Dawson was naked and bound and that he held one of her beautiful breasts in his hand.
“I love how heavy they are,” Jack continued. His only other experience with a naked girl had been with Kim and her compact breasts were nothing but small handfuls compared to these. “And can you believe how firm they are?”
Angela felt Jack squeeze one of her breasts and then Gary squeezed its twin. The friend seemed to follow her son’s every move.
“And they’re delicious,” said Jack. He leaned down and sucked the nipple into his mouth. As expected, Gary did the same. Angela looked down and saw two hungry teenage mouths clamped to her breasts and saw their cheeks hollowing and then relaxing. She felt tongues bathing her sensitive buds. And then Gary released his nipple.
“I don’t taste anything. What flavor is she supposed to be?” he asked.
“Girl,” replied Jack. “She’s one hundred percent pure girl meat.”
Jack sucked the nipple back in and sucked for a moment before releasing it. “Yeah. Pure delicious girl meat. Great tit meat.” He went back to sucking and kneading the generous breast.
“Come on down here,” she heard Jack say. She watched as the ravenous Gary finally released her nipple and saw him get down on one knee beside Jack who was pointing at her sex. “Look how wet she is.”
Gary moved his face closer and nodded. She watched with dismay as she saw the friend reach out and then she felt fingers brushing over her petals.
“That means she likes it, doesn’t it?” asked Gary.
“Sure does,” replied Jack. “She loves it. Don’t you girl?” Again, Angela remained silent.
Jack reached around Angela and swatted her ass. “I asked you a question, girl.”
Angela yelped at the surprise spank. “No, I don’t like it, Jack. Please release me now.”
“She’s lying,” Jack told Gary. “Hold on a minute while I get my dad. He’ll straighten this girl out for us.”
“No, wait!!!” Angela blurted. John was behaving so oddly today that there was no telling what he might do. “I’ll behave.”
“What did you say?” asked Jack who was now standing and staring into her eyes. She thought she had given the answer that he wanted so she tried it again.
“I’ll behave,” repeated Angela but Jack continued to stare. Angela finally realized what he expected. “I’ll behave, Master.”
“Better,” said Jack and then he got down on one knee again. Gary continued to stroke the wet labia which were now parted, revealing the source of the lubrication. “Now tell Gary that you like what he’s doing.”
Angela bit her lower lip for a moment but then lied. “I like what you’re doing to me, Master.”
“See? I told you she liked it. Want to fuck her?”
“Wait one minute!” blurted Angela. “It’s one thing to grope me. It’s quite another to f…”
She never got a chance to finish her sentence. Jack picked up a gag and stuffed it in her mouth. The gag was simply a foam rubber ball with straps. The foam rubber made it easy to push into her mouth and then it expanded to muffle the sounds she was sure to make. He buckled the straps behind her head and then patted her shapely butt.
“That should take care of things,” said Jack. “So do you want to fuck her?” Angela just glared at Jack.
“Is that a trick question?” asked Gary. “Of course I want to fuck her. I dream about doing that every night.”
“Let’s do her together. Do you want front or back?”
“Front or back?” said Gary with a bewildered look on his face.
“Yeah,” said Jack. “Pussy or ass?”
“Oh wow!” exclaimed Gary. “Pussy, I guess. Are you really going to fuck her in the ass?”
“You bet. She belongs to me today.”
The boys quickly shed their clothes. Their cocks were already erect and ready. They positioned themselves after Jack greased up his pole and spread some lubricant around Angela’s asshole. Gary determined that he would not need any of the gel. Angela was already quite wet and ready for him.
They pushed their ways into her body together. She grunted at the anal intrusion. Gary felt fine in her sex but the log that dangled between her son’s legs was hard to adjust to. She felt pain as he spread her and cramps once he plunged deep but eventually she adjusted to it and felt the two cocks pistoning in and out.
This was a day of firsts for her. She had never been taken by two men at once. She was quite adventurous sexually but had never had the opportunity to try this. She had never been seen naked by her son. She had never given her son a blow job or been fucked by him. She had never been fucked by one of her son’s friends or been taken anally by her son.
The closest thing to being sexually intimate with Jack before had occurred shortly after they brought Kim home. Jack was inexperienced so Angela was in the room to instruct and coach him. She had gripped his cock as he supported himself over Kim’s prone body and she had guided it to the entrance of the slave’s love channel. Another time, she gripped it again and guided the spear into the slave’s rectum as she knelt on the bed. Both times, she had stayed to watch and had occasionally toyed with his balls to further arouse him. But that was all that she had done. Now, all taboos were gone.
She blamed herself a little bit but mostly she blamed John. He wanted the kids to be sexually liberated and mature. The slavegirl was his answer. She agreed to his plan after many hours of debate and discussion. But she never dreamed that this level of liberation and maturity would lead to her being used like this. And she never dreamed that he would turn her into a slave.
“How dare he?!?!?!?” she thought as the two young cocks pistoned into her body. If she wanted to have an adventure, then she should be allowed to. She fumed behind her gag.
Gary did not last long. He erupted shortly after entering her. But he had the advantage of youth and was hard again quickly. He entered her again and this time fucked her slow and easy as he feasted on the glorious breasts that he adored and dreamed about. Jack lasted longer, probably because of the two orgasms he had experienced with her earlier but eventually he came too. They rested and then were at her again, this time switching places. She was fucked like this by the two boys throughout the day.
At dinner, she was fuming again; or still. All three slaves were naked but the other two were unfettered. She, on the other hand, was kneeling with her wrists cuffed to her ankles. She was between Jack’s and Gary’s chairs. The other two girls served the meal.
Halfway through the meal, Jack leaned down and whispered in her ear. “I will take your gag out and feed you if you want. But a single word out of you and I will gag you again and you can wait for breakfast.”
Angela was starved. The boys had fucked her through lunch so she missed that meal. She did not think she could last until breakfast. She looked up at Jack and nodded to him.
Jack unbuckled the gag and pulled it out of her mouth. Jack and Gary took turns feeding the new slave bits of their meal with their fingers and offering her drinks from their glasses of milk. It was totally humiliating for Angela as she seemed to be reduced to the lowest level in the household.
After dinner, it was family movie time. John bought films for the family to view on nights like these. All of them could be considered to be pornographic and all dealt with the topic of the treatment of slavegirls. The worst thing in the world, in his mind, was to allow sexual relations to fall into a rut and become boring. These movies were his way of providing new ideas about how the girls could be used.
Normally, he would not allow outsiders to participate in movie night. But since Gary had spent the entire day fucking his wife, he couldn’t see any harm in letting his son’s friend remain.
There were a number of movie sources that he relied on. His favorite, however, was Skull Productions. They always seemed to be the most realistic. They were well produced and well acted. The girls were always beautiful. And the movies even had plots. That was something that many other movie producers overlooked.
Tonight’s movie centered around an Arabian harem theme. He started the movie and sat back as Alaine, who had been his for the day, slowly bathed his cock with her tongue. He looked around the room and was fairly surprised that everyone was now naked. Jenna reclined in the overstuffed chair with Kim between her legs, tonguing her. This was the first time he had seen his daughter naked since she was a baby. She was now a gorgeous young woman with a body that any man would want to explore.
Jack and Gary were seated on the couch. Angela was kneeling between them and sucked on one cock as her hand pumped the other. Then she would switch. It seemed that none of the girls would be catching the movie tonight. They were all preoccupied with their duties.
John frequently stole glances at Angela. She was remarkably beautiful and he marveled at how slavery seemed to bring out a glow in her. Maybe he would have to make this arrangement permanent. He would have to think about that.
The plot of the movie involved a trading relationship between two tribes, some intrigue, and some betrayal. One of the slavegirls of one of the tribes was accused of spying for the other tribe. She was quickly tried, sentenced, stripped and prepared for her punishment.
John thought this studio had a clever technique. They made up their girls to make it appear that they had been branded. Each of the submissive actresses had what appeared to be a brand on their left bottom cheek in the shape of a skull and cross bones. John assumed that this was for brand identity purposes.
Skull Productions put out a full range of videos. They extended the gamut from light domination and submission to snuff. He tended to concentrate on the mild end of the spectrum. He had no desire to see snuff, even if it was just faked for a movie, or blood and gore.
The accused girl was found guilty and was sentenced to twenty lashes. She was tied to a post and a huge brute of a man wielded the whip. Welts crisscrossed her back by the time it was over and the skin was even broken in two places. When the girl was finished with her whipping, she was removed from the post and then mounted on a phallus shaped post in the center of the camp with the post buried deep in her sex. The tribe members toyed with her and teased her mercilessly as they continued her punishment.
John heard moans as the three teenagers reached orgasms at different points in the movie. He too was close but he knew that he only had one orgasm left in this day. And he wanted his seed to be planted in his new girl’s womb.
John arose and excused himself. Then he led Alaine up to the master bedroom where he ravished her and filled her sex with his last load of sperm for the day. Then he fell asleep, wondering what Angela’s night would be like.
Chapter 13
The rest of the week was surreal for Angela. Never in her wildest dreams could she have imagined that John could do what he was doing to her. He claimed that he was only helping her to realize a dream and that he was helping her to prepare her mind for the week coming up. Angela knew that he was just trying to push her to the breaking point where she would call off her trip.
She was kept naked the entire time, even when guests were in the house. She was constantly bound so there was no way of ever getting out of the house. All of the phones had been hidden. All of the computers had their passwords changed. There was not even any way to communicate and ask for help. She doubted that she would have called for help anyways. That would have turned the whole thing messy and ugly.
John enjoyed having three girls at his disposal now. And with only three dominants in the house, there was always one to service his needs. Jack was also enjoying the three girls but Angela was clearly his favorite and he always maneuvered to claim her whenever he could. Jenna alternated between Kim and Alaine. She thought it would be too awkward to use her mother.
The closest she came to using her mother occurred one afternoon. Angela was hanging by her wrists in one of the play rooms with her toes less than an inch from the floor when Jenna came into the room.
“Mom, can Lisa stay over for the night?” she asked. “Oh, why am I asking you? You’re just a slave.” She reached out and spanked the outer swells of Angela’s left breast, sending it bouncing on the newest slave’s chest. That had hurt Angela in more ways than one. But that was the only time Jenna had even touched her during the week.
Gary practically lived at the Dawson home that week. He could not get enough of the sex goddess that he had dreamed about for so long. He had previously enjoyed sex with Kim and that was still fun. She was extremely beautiful in her own right. And the new, curvy Alaine was almost as hot as Mrs. Dawson in his mind. But Angela was, by far, his favorite.
Jack made frequent use of each of the three slaves. He had the youthful recuperative powers of a teenager so much of that use consisted of some form of sex. But when both he and Gary were drained and needed some time to recharge, he would put the girls to work. Alaine washed and cleaned his car while he supervised the naked beauty. He got a big kick out of having his mother clean his room. She was always after him to clean up the mess. Now, she could do it for him.
John also enjoyed sampling the three beauties, although his cock did not recharge as quickly as his son’s. He also shared Angela with others on two nights.
The first time was with Jill, a friend of theirs who they frequently shared their bed with when her husband was out of town. When John learned that Rick was once again on a business trip, he made sure that he would have Angela for the night and invited Jill to spend the night.
“Oh my,” smiled Jill when she arrived for dinner. “Aren’t you a pretty thing?” Kim answered the door and led Jill into the living room where John was seated on a sofa with Angela kneeling at his feet. She was blushing furiously and had her eyes cast down, unable to look at her friend.
Angela wore only the black leather collar and was completely unfettered. Somehow, that made it worse for her. Maybe if she was bound in some way, she thought, it might be more bearable. At least then she could rationalize that she had no choice.
“I always suspected that her dominant persona was all just an act,” offered Jill. She stepped beside Angela and patted the kneeling woman on the top of her head, treating her as if she was the family dog. “But she’s really just a beautiful slavegirl down deep after all.”
“It’s a new side of her,” agreed John. “Maybe it’s just a phase she’s going through. But I wanted to share it with you while it lasted.”
Jill sat down beside John who pulled her into an embrace and a long passionate kiss. Angela glanced up and watched as her husband made out with the other woman. The act made her feel insignificant. They acted as if she was not even in the room. Normally, she would be on the couch and making out with their friend also.
The kiss lasted for a long while but finally ended. “I’m really looking forward to tonight,” Jill said. “I always have fun here but this should be the best time ever.”
Jill was in her late twenties and was every bit as beautiful as Angela. She was tall, at six feet, with shoulder length blonde hair that made her look like a Nordic princess. And her body was perfectly womanly and desirable in John’s mind.
“Am I allowed to touch?” asked Jill.
“I would be disappointed if you didn’t,” replied John. “She’s here for your entertainment.”
“Ooooo!!!” grinned Jill. “Well, I’m sure she will be very entertaining.” Jill stood up and slowly walked behind Angela and then circled her.
“Stand up, girl,” she instructed. Reluctantly, Angela rose to her feet. She knew that this would be a very humiliating experience.
“Did you forget something?” asked John as he looked disapprovingly at his wife.
Angela stiffened, not knowing what he was talking about. “I don’t know. Did I?”
John frowned. “Shouldn’t you say something when a mistress gives you a command? Shouldn’t you acknowledge it in some way?”
Angela groaned. John was being an ass. First, he gave her to her son. Now he wanted her to call her good friend Mistress. But she knew she would only make things worse by resisting. “Sorry, Master. Sorry, Mistress.”
“She’s so cute,” smiled Jill. Jill ran her hand down Angela’s back. Then she raised her hand and brought it down swiftly, spanking the naked woman’s ass. Angela sucked in her breath at the surprise of being treated this way.
“Hey, Dad,” said Jack as he poked his head into the room. “Can I borrow the girl for a bit?”
“She’s busy right now, son,” replied John. “You can have her tomorrow.”
“Aw jeez!” complained Jack. “I wanted to show her to some friends.”
“You can do that tomorrow,” John responded. Jack grumbled but left the room.
Jill raised her eyebrows. “Oh, my. The whole family seems to be enjoying your little girl. How completely does Jack enjoy her?”
“Pretty completely,” said John. “It seems that he has quite a crush on his mother. She’s been well used by him so far.” Angela felt her face erupt in crimson at the words. She had been hoping to keep that secret but that didn’t happen. More and more people were learning that Jack had fucked her.
“How interesting,” nodded Jill. She was standing in front of the girl and reached up, lifting Angela’s breasts in her hands. Angela had her eyes cast down, trying to avoid eye contact. “That’s so kinky!”
They took Angela up to the master bedroom where Jill and John quickly disrobed. John sat on the bed and slowly stroked his cock as Angela was forced to kneel and service Jill with her tongue. It was like a dream come true for John. He couldn’t think of anything more erotic than watching Angela eat the beautiful blonde’s pussy.
“Mmmm,” purred Jill after she climaxed. “That was so nice. Your girl has talent. May I bind her?”
“She’s yours to do with as you please,” answered John.
“Ooooo! That sounds like fun! What limits does she have?”
“None whatsoever,” said John. “She’s available for anything.”
Jill decided that she wanted Angela’s hands out of the way. She had the slave stand and then bound her wrists together behind her back. Then she led her to the bed and positioned her on her back in the center. She crawled over to the girl and positioned her sex above Angela’s face. “Continue, girl. The last one was good.”
Lying on her arms was uncomfortable for Angela but once again she knew better than to protest. It was embarrassing to be ordered to lick again but it was not foreign to her. She and Jill had made love many times in the past. She obediently lifted her head slightly and started flickering her tongue over the aroused petals at her lips, trying to move Jill toward her second orgasm of the evening.
“I might want to buy her from you,” Jill said. “I could get used to this kind of service.”
John smiled. “She’s not for sale but you are welcome to borrow her whenever you want. Maybe Rick would like to sample her too.”
“Oh, Rick definitely would want to sample her,” she replied. “He practically drools whenever he’s around her. But I wouldn’t want him to get suspicious about my secret visits here.”
John was still rock hard and decided it was time to get in on the action. He climbed onto the bed behind Jill. He positioned his cock at her sex and felt Angela’s tongue fluttering there. Slowly, he pushed his shaft into his neighbor, feeling her tight, wet warmth until he fully impaled her. He truly enjoyed fucking Jill and knowing that his wife was beneath her and eating her just made it better.
He reached around Jill and grasped her breasts, pulling her upward until she was kneeling upright as she straddled Angela’s head. The breasts were full like Angela’s and were even firmer. They made for perfect toys.
Jill picked up a dildo that she had placed on the bed. She reached down and ran the thick head up and down between Angela’s labia which were already oily with her secretions. Then she slowly pushed the wide thing into her, watching as Angela’s body stretched around it and accepted it. It was very sexy to see Angela’s sex wrapped around the huge pole.
After a long bout of coupling and watching the dildo pump in and out of the captive girl, Jill climaxed again. John followed shortly thereafter and pulled out, shooting his seed all over his wife’s face. It was so degrading to Angela as she felt the strings of sperm oozing down her cheeks.
Jill was like a kid in a candy shop with her new toy. She wanted to do it all. John told her that she did not need to rush things and that she was welcome to come back the next night to play more. But Rick was coming home then so she would not be able to get away for her covert sexual games. “Besides,” she added, “the girl is so yummy, I just can’t get enough of her. I want to do it all.”
Angela earned her gag as she was being spanked. Jill draped the girl over her lap and gave her a spanking with all of the enthusiasm and force she could muster. It really was very hard and it hurt. Angela complained and Jill instructed John to gag her for being so mouthy. A ball was stuffed into her mouth and strapped around her head, effectively silencing her protests. Jill thought her friend looked adorable with her lips stretched by the ball in her mouth.
The strap-on dildo was next. Angela had one that she enjoyed using on her bedmates and had even used it on Jill in the past. But when Angela used it, it was for tender lovemaking. In Jill’s hands, or more accurately around Jill’s hips, it became an instrument of humiliation. Angela was strapped over a bench and fucked with the dildo. After Jill had enjoyed that for awhile, she pulled the dildo out and sank it into Angela’s bowels. The slavegirl groaned and emitted muffled protests as her friend sodomized her but her garbled complaints did nothing to stop the assault.
Jill saved the worst indignity for last. Angela was bound once again but, this time, she was spread eagle and lying face up on the bed. Jill was lying on her side between Angela’s legs and John was spooning with Jill, fucking her slowly.
John watched as Jill slid two fingers into Angela’s exposed and vulnerable sex. He felt Jill’s pussy clenching around his cock and could tell his neighbor was highly aroused by being able to use his wife so completely.
Jill twisted her hand, rotating her fingers inside the bound woman before adding a third finger. A fourth finger was added, stretching Angela widely. She was groaning at this point. John’s eyes flew open wide as he watched Jill tuck her thumb alongside the fingers and slowly move the entire assembly in and out.
John knew he should stop the assault but his lust-crazed mind wasn’t working properly. Instead, he kept pumping his cock in and out of Jill’s delicious body. He almost climaxed as he saw the hand disappear into his wife’s sex and had to pause for a moment.
“She feels so good inside,” commented Jill. John looked on in disbelief, seeing his neighbor’s wrist disappearing into his wife. Angela had yelped around her gag as she was stretched by the fist and now was groaning continuously as the fingers explored the inside of her body.
“We should gag her more often,” said Jill. “And tie her up too. I like it when she’s totally available to me and can’t complain.” She reached between her legs and gave John’s balls a squeeze and then let her fingers glide along his pole as it slid out of her. John groaned and once again had to stop his movement to keep from climaxing.
John reached around Jill and captured both of her breasts in his hands. He squeezed them and ran his hands over them. The nipples were so stiff at this point that they almost scraped against his palms. He loved it when Jill was available to play with them. Her body was so perfect and she was completely insatiable when it came to sex. He couldn’t understand why her husband didn’t pay more attention to her. But in a way, that was a good thing for him. It meant that she would always be a sex-starved vixen when she came to play.
Jill scooted closer to Angela and John shifted with her, holding onto the plentiful breasts as if they were handles and keeping his cock in the wet, warm sheath. Jill tilted her head and flickered her tongue over Angela’s clit, causing the bound woman to tense and groan as her orgasm wracked her body.
Jill’s fingers were busy inside of the newest slave’s body. She stroked the smooth, yielding walls of the vagina and explored every nook and cranny. She found the woman’s cervix and decided to explore it also. Jill slowly circled the little button with a fingertip and watched Angela for her reaction. The bound woman’s body tensed and then shuddered.
Jill fluttered her tongue over the juicy clit again and Angela’s belly started quivering uncontrollably. Jill knew from past experience that this meant that Angela was close to another orgasm. She returned her tongue to the clit and kept toying with it, trying to steal another climax from her sex toy.
Angela finally erupted in another orgasm. As soon as Jill saw the bound body tense and heard the telltale groan, she straightened her index finger and pushed against the cervix. Angela screamed into her gag as pain and cramps shot through her at the pressure to her cervix. The pain intensified as Jill increased the pressure. Jill continued to play with the clit and had wrapped her lips around it, pulsing it in and out of her mouth.
Yet another orgasm swept through Angela and Jill took this opportunity for her next experiment. She pushed harder and the little barrier finally yielded. She pushed through the cervix and Angela screamed into her gag again.
Jill was amazed! She had reached into this woman’s womb! She moved the finger slowly, sawing it in and out of the womb. She continued to suckle on the juicy clit, letting her teeth rake along it occasionally. Angela was thrashing her head back and forth and tugging furiously on her bindings as her entire body was consumed in lust and pain. Jill’s lips and tongue and teeth finally achieved their goal and Angela’s body tensed again. There was a long, low groan from the captive woman. She tensed and shuddered. And then she was silent and still. She had passed out from all of the stimulation.
On the other night of sharing, John organized a poker night for the boys. He invited four of his friends who he knew would not be offended and arranged for Angela to be his for the night.
Each of the four was aware that the Dawsons “owned” Kim although she had been described to them as a sub instead of a slave. John frequently had Kim serve them on poker nights. They were not offered sex with Kim but they did appreciate her nudity as she served them drinks or brought them more snacks.
They were each shocked when they arrived to learn that Angela would be taking Kim’s place this night; not only because she was John’s wife but also because they knew that she was dominant.
“She’s just exploring a new side,” explained John. “It will wear off eventually but I thought we should take advantage of it while it lasted.”
“Hell yeah!!!” roared Alex.
“Good god, what a body!!!” exclaimed Bill. “Great idea!!!”
“I’m glad you like it, Bill,” smiled John. “Feel free to take a closer look. Give it a squeeze if you like.”
All four of these men had been sexual partners with Angela before and three of their wives had also. So they were no strangers to her body. But there was something different about seeing her this way. Her wrists were cuffed together with only six inches of chain separating them. She was hobbled again with a twelve inch chain between the cuffs around her ankles. And the chains were connected to one another to prevent her from raising her hands above her navel. All of the metal seemed to enhance her natural beauty.
The four men gathered around Angela and started pawing and groping. She was exceedingly uncomfortable with the scene. Even though they had each seen her naked before and each of them had sliced their cocks into her on more than one occasion, this was different. She had been their equals before during their sexual play. And they had known her as a dominant. Now she was being treated as an object. Hands squeezed and stroked. Fingers poked and prodded. It was very different this time.
“Keep your money in your wallets tonight, boys,” announced John. “Tonight we play for chips.”
“Guess you’re not feeling very lucky tonight, John,” chided Kevin.
“Oh, I’m feeling very lucky,” replied John. “After all, I have a beautiful new slavegirl.” Then he added as a dig, “How many slaves do you have?”
Kevin blushed at the question but was saved by Bill who replied. “Why no chips tonight?”
“Because,” responded John, “tonight we play for the grand prize; the whole enchilada; or the whole taco as some describe it. Tonight, the winner gets my new girl for the night.”
Angela gasped. The others grinned.
“What does that mean, John?” asked Alex. “We get to fuck her before we go home?”
“You can do that if you like,” said John, “or you could take her home with you and keep her for the night. You can stay here and use her if you would like. But she belongs to the winner until noon tomorrow.”
Angela rolled her eyes. Her husband was being an utter ass. He was doing everything in his power to totally humiliate her. And he did have all of the power. She was naked and chained. And he had made it clear to her that she would also be gagged at the first complaint or snide comment. She would remain silent and endure the embarrassment.
The game finally started. Each player had an equal number of chips. Angela kept refilling drinks as she endured the continuous pawing and groping. They sure seemed to be enjoying how helpless and available she was. Maybe if she served them enough drinks, they would all pass out and she could go to bed.
The play went on for what seemed like hours. Kevin finally lost the last of his chips and was out of the game. He amused himself with Angela’s body as he watched his friends continue to play.
Cal was next out and he joined Kevin in fondling and probing the naked beauty. John lost the remainder of his chips next but decided not to interfere with his friends who were molesting his wife. It was down to just Alex and Bill.
“Is her ass available, John?” asked Bill as he studied his cards.
“Her whole body is available, gentlemen,” replied John. “What do you think we have been playing for?”
With that news, Bill raised the bet. After this hand, the game would essentially be over. Almost all of the chips were in the center of the table. Each player showed his hand and Alex screeched. He had lost.
“My game?” asked Bill.
“Your game,” Alex nodded.
“I’ll be taking her with me,” Bill said as he got up from the table. “Susan should enjoy this.” With that, he led the naked Angela out the front door to his car. He placed her in the trunk and then drove her home so that he and his wife could enjoy their sex toy for the night.
“I know you don’t want me to go,” said Angela the next afternoon. “But why do you have to humiliate me?”
“What exactly do you think the next week will be like?” replied John. “If you can’t take being used by people you know and trust, how will you handle people who might abuse you?”
“That will be different,” pouted Angela.
“Yes,” agreed John. “It will be worse.”
“I need to do this.”
“It’s not safe.”
“I need to do this.”
“Don’t come back complaining about how bad it was,” warned John. “It will be worse than anything that happened this week. And it’s not safe. I don’t trust a soul in that lawless country.”
To be continued
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